'You're gonna pay, slut,' he grunted, again crushing his mouth down on hers.
Debby still couldn't believe this was happening. Locked in a room with a criminal, about to be raped! She began kicking and screaming, clawing at his face with her fingernails.
'Don't! I won't let you!' she cried.
Suddenly, a flaming spasm of pain tore into her jaw as he hit her with his open hand. The room seemed to spin, grow darker. Slowly, Debby's body went limp, her mind dulled to near unconsciousness. As she lay there, feeling his mouth on hers, his rough hands tearing the clothes from her body, it was almost as if this was happening to someone else and she was only watching.
'No, please,' she whispered, seeing the blurred, handsome face twist around.
Through the nightmarish quality of her thoughts came the sudden realization that he was now off her, his hands on her wrists. Slowly she turned her head and saw that he was tying her right hand to the corner of the bed frame with a piece of greasy-looking rope.
'What are you doing?' she moaned, still feeling the flood of pain in her jaw.
'Gonna hog-tie you and fuck you like the pig you are,' Greg said, reaching for her other hand.
With horrified fascination, Debby watched him attach another rope to her left hand and anchor it to the edge of the bed. He then jerked her legs apart and tied her feet to the corners. When he'd finished, he tore her panties and bra away, leaving her fully naked.
'Wow, you sure have gotten pretty,' Greg said, removing his own clothes. 'Now you just be a good little girl and don't make me ruin your face for you.'
Now fully conscious, Debby couldn't imagine being more terrified. She was going to be assaulted by this animal, with that monster of a cock that bobbed up and down from his hairy crotch.
Debby swallowed hard and looked at him as if trying to force him from her thoughts, hoping she would wake up and find this to be nothing more than a bad dream.
He didn't even look like the old Greg she remembered. Gone was the affection in his eyes, the quick smile. Now he looked like some pagan God, ready to fuck a virgin.
'Remember this?' Greg said, grasping his cock in his right hand. 'This was the baby that poked out your cherry.'
That night seemed a million years ago for Debby. As she looked at his thick, pulsating prick shaft of rock- hard meat, it seemed impossible that she had almost, worshiped his cock.
'Don't hurt me,' Debby said, flinching with cold terror. 'God, just let me go, please!'
'Like I said, I gotta shut you up now,' Greg said, getting onto the bed. He straddled her chest and placed his knees in her armpits, squirming his ass over her tits. 'Gonna stuff my prick all the way in, baby.'
Debby thought she was going to vomit when she smelled his crotch. His prick was dirty and sweaty, and his cock looked like his cockshaft hadn't been washed in months. She could see flecks of dried cum just under the enormous head.
'Please, God, don't…'
Her words became a muffled scream when he fucked the end of his prick violently into her mouth. He held himself over her face for a few seconds, while half his prick shaft throbbed over her tongue, then crushed fully down. The entire slab of prick became embedded in her throat.
Debby did vomit, but her throat was completely clogged with cock, forcing the acrid fluid back into her stomach. Although this was the most horrible sensation she had ever had, she now had something even more terrifying to worry about. She couldn't breathe at all, and her lungs felt fiery.
'Mmmffffff,' she gagged, clawing at her palms with her nails. She twisted her head, trying desperately to spit his cock out, but she was no match for his hulking strength. Another splutter became muffled in his acrid smelling crotch hairs.
'Mmmmm, this is nice,' Greg said, squirming over her body. 'Almost as good as your pussy is. But I'm gonna save that for last.'
When Debby was absolutely certain that she would suffocate, be choked to death on his horrible cock. Greg pulled back, allowing her to breathe. When she sucked in the delicious air, she also pulled in more of the flavor of his cock and balls, again causing her stomach to rumble with vomit.
'Nnnnn!' she gasped, trying to turn her head to one side.
'Oh, no, baby, you're gonna suck me dry whether you like it or not,' Greg said, placing his hands behind her head and forcing her face hard against his crotch. 'Shit, I think I'll like it better if you don't enjoy it.'
Could it be possible that this was the same cock that had given her so much pleasure? The same delicious prick shaft that had fucked into her virgin pussy and flooded her with ecstasy she still dreamed of at flight?
No, his cock was a monster, an instrument of torture, meant to hurt and injure.
'Suck it good, baby, and I'll give you some hot cum to swallow down,' Greg said, again lifting his body. He held his cockhead between her lips for a few seconds, then lunged back down. He panted, his muscular body tightening, glistening with sweat.
Debby realized there was nothing she could do but lie there and be assaulted. What could she do? Her hands and feet were tied, and she was helpless against his overpowering strength. The strength she had once craved now filled her with revulsion and disgust. Well, maybe it will be over quickly, she thought. It had to be, the way his prick was throbbing so. And after he'd stuffed his horrible cum in her throat he would untie her and let her go.
Just try to endure it for a few more minutes, she told herself.
'Want to lick on my balls a little?' Greg asked, withdrawing his cock and squirming upward on her body. 'Hmmmm? They're all nice and full of cum for you to eat, little slut.'
When Debby felt the furry texture of his balls against her lips she again had to fight back a wave of nausea, if possible, they tasted even more vile than his cock. She pursed her lips and turned her head, closing her eyes in disgust.
'Hey, that's no way to treat an ol' fucking buddy,' Greg said, his voice sharp. 'You're gonna lick me all over and you're gonna fucking like it.'
Debby felt his rough hands on her throat, squeezing her air off. After her face turned a mottled purple, she realized she would have to do anything he asked or he might kill her.
'OK, I will,' she spluttered, darting her tongue out and touching his foul-smelling balls. 'Don't… choke…'
When he'd released the pressure of his hands, Debby held her breath and began swabbing her tongue over the hairy surfaces of his balls. After a few moments, seeming like a life time, she felt him crawl farther upward until his balls dangled against her forehead.
'Now my shithole, baby,' Greg said, planting his ass crack over bet lips. 'Run that sweet little tongue up my ass and lick it clean.'
Debby thought her world had come to an end when she tasted the dank flavor of his shitter on her open mouth. The hairs around his asshole ground against her upper lip and chin like steel wool. Although she fought, she couldn't escape.
'Want me to fucking choke you again?' Greg said. 'Because, baby, if you don't lick me good, I just might choke the fuck out of you.'
Remembering the horror of his hands about her throat, Debby began doing as he asked. She thrust her tongue upward and inside his dark, smelly asshole. After licking in and out for a few moments, she nibbled at the greasy opening.
'Ah, that's the way, whore,' Greg said, pumping his ass up and down. 'All the way in.'
'God, this is terrible,' she panted, swallowing the flavor of his asshole. 'Please don't make me do this.'
'Would you rather eat on my cock?' Greg smiled sadistically.
'Yes,' Debby said. The fire or the frying pan. 'Yes, anything.'
Greg slipped back down and crushed his ass down on her tits, rolling her nipples up his ass crack. He then forced his cock back into her throat and punched fully forward, fucking the entire length into her throat. As his balls bumped her throat and draped over her chin, he began squirming his ass around brutally.
'Mmmmmfffff,' Debby choked, thinking that the pressure of his hulking body might crush her skull.
'Like it, sweet slut?' Greg whispered, beginning to pump his ass up and down. 'Hmmmm? You like sucking on my cock like this?'
I hate it, and I hate you, you bastard! Debby thought. If only I could get free, I'd tear your eyes out.
